The Field

by Glenn Gillis
(Lévis, Quebec, Canada)

Original Text:

THE FIELD By Glenn Gillis

A Little town in the north west part of Quebec Canada (1978)

For a month of May, the weather was most pleasant. There was a worm gentle breeze coming from the southwest. After such a long and cold winter, it was pleasant to notice people sitting on their front porches exposing their faces to the sun in hope of getting a tan, while others were taking walks, visiting neighbors. This was definitely a sign that summer was just around the corner. At the southern edge of town, a plow was circling the old ball-field. It was tonight that the new seasons games were to begin. It was a serene little town, and that’s the way the people of Golden-Valley liked it. Everybody knew each other and for the most part got along just fine. Tonight, the “Val-d’Or Beavers” were apposing the “Sullivan Wild Cats.” In a town such as this one, there were not much activities going on. The carnival returned every summer in July. Now that was enough to attract people from small villages near bye. During the winter, there was hockey, of course, this was the sportsman’s obsession but baseball was very popular every summer in Golden-Valley, much more than any other summer game.

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Revised Text:

THE FIELD By Glenn Gillis

A Little town in the northwest part of Quebec, Canada (1978)

For the month of May, the weather was most pleasant. There was a warm, gentle breeze coming from the southwest. After such a long and cold winter, it was pleasant to notice people sitting on their front porches, exposing their faces to the sun in hopes of getting a tan, while others were taking walks or visiting neighbors. This was definitely a sign that summer was just around the corner. It was a serene little town, and that’s the way the people of Golden-Valley liked it. Everybody knew each other, and for the most part got along just fine.

At the southern edge of town, a plow was circling the old ball-field. It was tonight that the new seasons' games were to begin. Tonight, the “Val-d’Or Beavers” were opposing the “Sullivan Wild Cats.”

In a town such as this one, there were not many activities going on, but the carnival returned every summer in July. Now, that was enough to attract people from the small villages nearby. During the winter, there was hockey, of course. This was the sportsman’s obsession, but baseball was very popular every summer in Golden-Valley, much more than any other summer game.